I was walking along minding my own business a few years ago when a dirty battered transit screeched to a halt next to me, two blokes inside immediately start with the patter. Apparently they’d just delivered a home cinema system and ‘the depot’ had put two in by mistake and they could let me have it for a couple of hundred quid.
The common one there is to sell you a boxed system, then when you get it home you find you’ve bought a £200 boxed breeze block.
followed by hedge and tree trimming
I had both of those this week.
The hedge guy, I’d already planned to cut the hedge that day anyway; told him so and got the ‘sure you have, matey’ look.
The trees, I said “yes, I’d love to, but next month. Have you got a card?” He said he’d run out, told me six times he only lived up the road, and then said he’d post one through my door next week. So far, no card.